Title:           A Valuable Lesson in Sketching (Anon x Rarity Wincest)
Author:          AetherPony
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First Edit:      Saturday 26th of January 2013 12:32:16 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 26th of January 2013 12:32:16 AM CDT

>This day can't get any worse for you. You'd be surprised if it could.
>You've been living with your sisters Rarity and Sweetie Belle for the last month.
>Losing your job as a painter led you to losing your house soon after.
>Your sister was gracious enough to allow you to stay, but that came with its own set of problems.
>Her perfectly shaped, curvy flanks... the way she'd titter about whenever she was in a jovial mood.
>The way her saphire eyes would shine in the light whenever she had an epiphany while working
>Or when her muzzle would scrunch when she was busy with an order
>Everything about her was perfect... especially that mane and tail of hers.
>Even during the early morning hours she'd seem magnificent.
>That disheveled mane, her frizzy locks, none of it deterred her beauty from shining...
>And you, the brutish, uncouth beast you are, has fallen for her.
>You could never tell her how you felt, you knew how she was.
>She would most definitely kick you to the curb if she ever found out.
>So you kept your feelings a secret, but with the temptation there you had to relieve yourself somehow.
>The actions you took to sate your growing lust would earn you the discontent of your entire family.
>You took to your sister's room while she was out and about... or asleep... and you would steal her silk panties
>And not just the panties oh no, any sort of dirty lingerie that caught your eye would be stolen by your greedy paws.
>When the deed was done, you would sneak off to your quarters... and you would take in her scent.
>Like a greedy dog you would inhale your sisters panties, all the while your member would slowly, but surely stand at attention...
 
>The scent she left from her did more than enough to get you going.
>And you reveled in stroking your eager shaft and balls of its content.
>Some nights you'd find yourself whispering her name while you 'worked.'
>Though, when you finished, there were times where a little bit of your labors would end up on her underwear.
>You'd have to hide them in your room, lest Rarity find them and give you a stern talking to.
>Or worse...
>Unfortunately your hunger drew you to take more of her items, it wasn't long before she took notice.
>Thankfully, she thought Sweetie Belle was the culprit. She couldn't possible conceive you stealing her personal property.
>Poor Sweetie would end up getting in trouble for something you did...
>But she can't find out, she can never find out about you...
>And she didn't, until she came into your room one night in a frenzy.
>Just like her early morning hours she was frazzled beyond belief.
>"Anonymous I need your opinion... on... something..."
>She caught you with her panties lying upon your nose, and your erect member standing at attention.
>It took her a few moments to register just what she was seeing.
>"Are... are those my..."
>She lets her disgust and embarrassment known with a very audible gag.
>"Anonymous! You should know better than to go through my things... and... YOU were the culprit?!"
>Your mind is clouded by your instinct and the situation at hand. You begin to panic a bit.
>You pry the panties off your snout and sit up. You're scared beyond all belief.
>"And you let Sweetie Belle take the blame? You monster!"
 
>"But Rarity I can explain!"
>"Then please do, I'm all ears!"
>She's looking to you angrily, her eyes drift to your lower half as you try to compose yourself.
>Her cheeks seem to become a darker shade of red
>"And put that thing away, you should know better than to be like this when a lady is present."
>You gulp nervously, with the object of your affections in your room its hard to calm yourself.
>"Well...?" You take a deep breath in order to calm your nerves and slowly but surely your erection calms itself.
>Then you start off by telling her everything. About how you feel, the situation you've put yourself into, and the like.
>You spend the better part of an hour telling her everything you've been keeping locked away.
>You expected her to kick you out right on the spot, to remain furious.
>But when you looked up to her you found a site you couldn't believe.
>Her eyes were wide with shock, the blush upon her face intensified.
>She found herself stuttering trying to come up with a response.
>"Well... I... uh... *ahem*" She regains her compsure enough to speak properly.
>"As much as I appreciate your words... I... well..." She growls before going to your nightstand.
>"Would you enjoy someone going through YOUR things like some perverse thief?"
>Your jaw drops as she pulls out your personal sketchpad from within.
>The one you hide in there for a very specific reason... so she'd never see it.
>At first she merely flips through the pages in order to show you how she felt.
>It's just like you when you were flipping through her dirty clothing hamper
>But she stops flipping through when she reaches a particular drawing
>"Anonymous..." She found that one picture... the one you drew after a particular fantasy you had.
>Rarity, bent over her chair, looking back at you with a smirk and half lidded eyes.
>One that you put a lot of work into... you wanted it to be your best work.
>To reflect a mere inkling of the perfection standing before you.
 
>Your head hangs low, you're ready to receive the tongue lashing of a lifetime.
>She's going to call you disgusting, and then she's going to kick you out.
>"It's... beautiful." Needless to say you're stunned by her reaction.
>"What?" She turns your sketchpad to you. Lucky for you it wasn't the picture you thought it was.
>Instead it was a picture of her looking out of her window.
>She's lying upon her couch and her eyes in the piece reflect the light being poured in.
>"The shading, your perspective work, the angle of the light..."
>She looks over a few more drawings.
>"Each and every single piece in here, they're magnificent... and they're all of me..."
>With a sigh she closes your sketchpad and places it upon your nightstand.
>"Even that one with me in such a provocative pose was well done."
>Your heart skips a beat. She really did see that one. Shame washes over you.
>"But, I must say, it is quite inaccurate." Your ears perk up, intent on taking in every word.
>"The shading and curvature is incorrect." Her face glows from the red tint upon her cheeks.
>"If you wish... perhaps I could model for you?" She clears her throat and speaks with confidence.
>"After all I cannot have my brother drawing such incorrect proportions. I will not allow it."
>You gulp as she trots closer to you, she places a soft, delicate hoof upon your chest before trailing it down your stomach and to your..."
>When she brushes against your shaft you're back to full attention within a second.
>"But darling, you simply must do more than look." Just like your picture her face reflects the same features.
>"To have a piece of art truly come to life... one must experience the object they intend to draw in every aspect..."
>Her breath feels hot and heavy upon your throat, when her gentle lips caress your neck you stifle a gasp.
 
>"And being the generous sister that I am, I intend on letting you experience every part of me."
>She seductively whispers into your ear and you can feel heat rising to your face.
>A dream come true, she lightly pushes you onto your back.
>You look down to find Rarity's face right next to your shaft.
>She smiles playfully before giving it a quick kiss.
>The sensation, though brief, causes your breath to catch in your throat.
>She titters lightly when your head rolls back.
>"Oh my, what a reaction..." You feel her magic embrace your head as it forces you to look her way.
>"I'm afraid you can't look away for this darling. We're going for accuracy, I cannot allow you to leave a single thing to the imagination."
>She lightly licks your tip, the feeling causing a jolt to course through your very being.
>You look upon her, shocked that she did such a thing. This only makes her smile widen.
>"I'm quite the aggressive mare dear. You'll do well to remember that."
>You watch as her lips wrap around your tip.
>At first she plays with it in her mouth for a moment, as if to get a taste of it.
>Then she suckles upon it, her sapphire eyes never leave yours for a moment.
>Your heart is beating rapidly in your chest, your breathing becomes rapid.
>"It's happening... it's really happening..."
>You cry out in ecstasy when she suddenly buries your shaft to the hilt within her maw.
>You feel her throat hug your member tightly, her tongue runs in wild strokes along the underside of your shaft.
>You can see the tears pooling in her eyes from holding you so far in.
>She keeps you in this position for quite a while before she decides to free you.
>When she pulls back you find you shaft coated and left shining from her saliva
>You look to her surprised.
>"What? I am a lady after all. Would you expect anything less of moi?"
 
>"N-no, I guess not." Rarity frees you from her magic. The two of you get into a more comfortable position.
>You lie at the head of your bed on your back, and Rarity takes her place at your crotch.
>It throbs with excitement, she eyes your member hungrily.
>She licks her lips once eyeing the precum dripping from your tip.
>"Oh dear, honestly you are so messy! Here let me get that for you.."
>She places her lips upon the slit of your tip and suckles.
>The feeling is overwhelming, with her focusing that single, solitary spot your vision goes white.
>It so great it's almost painful to experience. You can't register a single thing.
>All you can do is groan to the point of yelling, but she doesn't stop there.
>No, after seeing your reaction she's tempted to go even further.
>She wraps her lips tightly around your head and nurses it violently.
>You no longer have control of your body, you squirm under your sister's expert technique.
>Rarity uses her hooves to keep you still so she can continue without worry.
>When you're still enough she alternates between focusing upon your tip, and swallowing you all the way to the base.
>Her tongue swirls around your shaft like a winding snake, tasting every part you have to offer.
>She traces the linings of your veins before humming.
>The vibrations are more than enough to bring you near your peak.
>When she feels you twitch within her maw she doubles her efforts.
>Her head bobs upon your member, you can hear her choke as she deep throats your meat.
>"Rarity... I'm... oh Celestia!"
>The two of you lock eyes as you force your member down her throat and release your pent up frustrations.
>You pump her stomach full of your seed, and this fashionista gulps down every drop she can.
>When she finally pulls away a trail of semen and saliva connect your member to her lips.
>Your erection stands proud and true, albeit red from the wonderful orgasm it was forced to endure.
 
>"You're not spent yet? Good." That's when you decide to take a whiff of the air.
>The smell of sweet grass permeates the air.
>Rarity giggles causing your heart to race faster than its been.
>"Oh don't act so surprised darling, doing such a thing can make a mare... excited."
>She looks away, seemingly ashamed by the fact that you've gotten her hot and bothered.
>"You know... if you don't want to do this you don't hav-" She cuts you off.
>"NO! No... I am a lady, and ladies do not leave things unfinished."
>She positions herself so her back end faces you, using a hoof she spreads her flanks and shows you...
>Your eye widen as you gaze upon her supple folds.
>Her moist lips seem inviting... almost begging to be filled by you.
>Your member involuntary twitches at the mere thought.
>You get up and position yourself right outside, you can feel the heat and it does nothing more than excite you.
>Slowly but surely you bring your hips forward. When you get to her entrance her walls seem to open for you.
>It's a tight fit, but you're able to bring yourself in half way before her muscles clamp down on your shaft.
>You grunt as her interior seems to massage your length.
>"Oh Anon... careful dear... you don't want to break your sister now do you?"
>Your panting, your brain is doing everything it can to keep you from losing yourself to lust.
>"Be gentle darling..." She moans as you continue to plunge into her depths.
>Slowly but surely she parts for your hard, throbbing stallionhood until you hilt within her.
>Her muscles contract rapidly around your member, as if milking it.
>But you know better than to lose your cool, much to the dismay of Rarity you start to pull out.
>Her vaginal walls seem to try to pull you in, as if its trying its hardest to keep you buried.
>It's almost agonizing for you to do so, but you manage to withdraw until only your tip remains.
 
>You thrust forward, her lower half provides little resistance as it eagerly accepts your length.
>She cries out in pleasure when you hilt yet again. You repeat this pattern a few more times.
>White hot flashes pervade your vision, but you press on.
>Her heat drives you wild, only giving you the want... the need to pound into her with everything you have.
>Rarity's erratic breaths do not help you in the slightest, yet you continue to pump at a slow pace.
>"Y... you could hnnn~ harder..."
>Your ears twitch and you stop, you look down to see her looking back at you.
>Her tongue is lolling out of her mouth, her cheeks a blazing red... and that stare.
>Rarity's face alone is all you need for confirmation.
>With her permission you pound your length into her as fast as your hips will allow.
>Soon her quiet, pleasured moans turn into feral screams of delight.
>Her voice does nothing more than make you press on.
>"You feel so aaaah~ goood... can you feel it... you're going to make me..."
>She lets out a high pitched whine and her inner walls spams upon your dick, almost causing you to end your fun then and there.
>Your hips, balls, and thighs are coated in her lubrication. The scent has become more prominent.
>You give her a few moments to catch her breath before continuing.
>When you do, you can feel her muscles twitch with each movement.
>The sounds of her moans, coupled with the wet slaps of your hips against her plot are the only ones you can focus on.
>But good things can only last for so long, after a few minutes pass you can feel your peak rising as well.
>When Rarity feels your member twitch from within you feel her magic wrap around your hips.
>The thought of pulling out now seems like a near impossible thing to accomplish.
>"Don't you dare think... that I'm going to let you out... a real lady would not allow a drop to be wasted."
>If that's what she wants, then who are you deny her the pleasure?
 
>You pump into her with a primal ferocity unlike your usual calm and collected nature.
>Your refined technique becomes sloppy when a single solitary thought takes priority.
>Rarity wants your semen, and you're going to give her everything your body will release.
>Then, all at once, you feel the torrent flow from you.
>You bury yourself as deep as you can, and pump her full of your seed.
>She cries out in ecstasy as her body squeezes out every drop she can get from you.
>Waves of pleasure cause you to blank out, leaving you to the unique pleasure only her body can provide.
>Finally your body can no longer take the stress, your length finally shrinks and you collapse in a heap upon your bed.
>Sweat pours down your face as your body tries to cool itself down.
>Your heart beating deafens all the noise nearby, you watch as Rarity's legs shake from holding her up.
>And soon, like you, she falls to her stomach. Then you see it, vividly.
>Her delicate, pink flower is swollen and throbbing from the abuse it took from you.
>A small stream of cum slowly leaks out of her and onto your blankets.
>You take this time to keep a mental image of this raw beauty.
>The site of her folds, the pink tint, the hardened nub that is her cliteris, and even her tight anus.
>There is no way you'll ever forget such a gorgeous sight.
>Rarity slowly turns to face you and just like you she's panting madly.
>Slowly she leans in and places a soft kiss upon your tired lips.
>"There... I hope you'll be able to properly sketch me now..."
>"I don't think you have to worry about that one sister..."
 
>END